“Where (On Earth?) Do You Live? ”[language series]

I realized when I woke up today,
El Molinillo – where I chose to stay –
That is – upon the center-point of pin
Above the whirl where all is still within –

Means how I view the “parts of speech” has changed –
“More Biblical” – my life is re-arranged;
For “present tense” is what we have today
Well, present – for the tense-ion’s passed away.

It happened, or “I noticed it” (perhaps
More accurate term) – for all collapsed
Into a heap of what was just a sham;
To which response from me was gone – I can –

Now see more clearly – harder though to speak
Of – did I dream before? For now I keep
Reality firm-fixed here on this pin –
Engaging, while detached from whirl of fins.

So what is “past tense” really? Life before?
When I resided on those blades – and more,
Thought future was “ahead” and past “behind”,
When really whirl distorted? I was blind.

For future has no truck with whirl of space,
Where people strive for goals, most without grace;
But even with God’s help, world’s answer’s “no”;
And blockages make up the world below.

But that’s not all – God gave us space to be
Ourselves in Him – grow to maturity
In world, but on this center-point quite still –
A place of meaning, truth, not earthly swill.

It’s called “God’s Kingdom” – genitive the case –
The Kingdom of our God – it is a place
Where we can go, just as we are, by faith –
Fulfilled as selves in larger human race.

That needs new tenses, definitions new –
Past has no future tense from central view –
It simply whirls away – nightmarish dream
Where folks believe what’s incorrectly seen.

“You’re crazy, Stu! This is reality –
You’ve stepped into an ancient fantasy,
Where earth is flat, and Spirit lent its voice,
And life emerged – result of Godly choice.

“Where good and evil are each absolutes,
Not relative – distorted by the route
We humans chose that day ’neath Eden’s tree;
It’s you that’s blind – whirl is reality.

“For what is “time”? Old Albert asked as much –
A bending concept – light no man can touch –
Ephemeral – time flies, or drags through night,
And present-perfect quite eludes our sight.”

The “Ancient myth”? What insight does it hold?
Of Deity, who has the story told
He will fulfill – of Kingdom-space between
His earth and heaven where life is what it seems –

His Kingdom-layer, smooth as a sheet of glass,
Or ice – no obstacles – so we can pass
From where we are to where He’s seen for us,
Above world’s “No’s”, and blockages, and fuss.

Christ is His deputy – to us we say He’s “King”;
When task is done to Deity He brings
A world cleaned up and unified at last;
Returned to its Creator – what a blast!

His Kingdom is “Eternal life” I see,
For what abides, through growth for you and me
Is all the best; dross left behind at last –
The future-perfect here for all at last.

So world is upside down, with present tense
Pulled from behind, pressed future quite immense;
Aware of whirl, afraid to let it go,
A churn in which folks speak as if they know.

Thanks Lord for this.

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